Stress Relief

Stan was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Dara came storming into the house. Throwing her bag and keys on the side table she stalked into the kitchen, and straight to where he had an open bottle of wine on the counter. Pouring a large glass, she downed half of it before turning to face him.

“Rough day at work baby girl?” Stan asked with a raised eyebrow.

“This stupid new computer system. Why the hell did they have to change from the old one? It was working just fine, but no there’s a brand new one and nothing is getting done right and I’m the one that comes off looking like an ass.” Dara took a deep huffing breath.

Bringing the glass to her full pouty lips again Dara finished what was left in her glass with her eyes locked on Stan’s patient face. Then she turned to refill her now empty glass.

Stan smiled when he heard her purr as he came up behind her, and placed a hand on the nape of her neck squeezing gently. Making some of the tension there melt with that simple touch. Stan kissed her temple reaching for her newly filled glass, taking it from her hand Stan tisked softly at her sound of protest.

“You can have this one with dinner baby girl now go sit down and relax, dinner will be ready soon.” This time he kissed her lips pushing her towards the table.

When Dara was settled at the table Stan got a glass of water placing it in front of her before he left the room with a quick check on dinner, and a warning for her not to get up. His first stop was out to the backyard to turn on the hot tub, then he went up to their bedroom selecting a dark green sheer silk night gown from her dresser he returned to the kitchen. He retrieved his glass of wine with a quick peek at dinner just to be sure it wasn’t burning, then walking to the table he set the night gown in front of her with a smile.

“I think you should get out of your work clothes before dinner.” He kissed the top of her head before rounding the table to take his seat across from her.

Dara looked at the gown, then over at Stan with a raised eyebrow.

“Stand up and change your clothes baby girl, or do I need to turn you over my knee?” Stan said with a questioning look.

Dara smiled Stan could see that she was thinking about it. His baby girl did like to push limits, or maybe a good spanking was what she wanted, or needed. Dara finally stood and Stan watched her slowly remove all her clothes revealing her smooth creamy white skin. But before she could reach for the gown he spoke.

“Stop, turn a circle for Daddy.” He said with a command in his voice.

She smiled that playful smile he loved so much, and did a little turn, with a wink over her shoulder when her back was to him.

“Good girl, now you can put on the gown.” Stan smiled into his glass of wine before taking a sip.

Dara laughed softly feeling more of the tension melt away with their play. Lifting the gown from the table she slowly slipped it over her head letting it flow like water down her body. The feel of cool silk on heated skin making her shiver slightly. Dara sighed at the sensation as she sat at the table once more, sipping at her water.

They sat there in a comfortable silence for a bit, then when the timer went off Stan rose. Taking a sip of his wine he walked to Dara gripping her hair to tilt her head back kissing her as he spilled the sip of wine into her mouth before going to take care of dinner.

Coming back to the table, he placed a plate and her glass of wine in front of her. Teasing her nipple through the silk drawing a moan from her lips because he could, and he smiled at her reaction as he went to get his plate. Throughout dinner they talked about their day and just everyday things, and when they had finished their meal Stan cleared the plates.

Now reaching for her hand he pulled her up, leading her out the back door to the hot tub. When they reached the hot tub, Stan wrapped his arms around her from behind kissing her throat as she leaned her head back against his shoulder with a sigh.

“It’s time to relax baby girl, and let those icky thoughts melt from your head.” Stan stroked the back of his hand softly down her cheek.

Nuzzling at her throat Stan placed his hands on Dara’s shoulders sliding them down her arms caressing her hips, sliding up her tummy gripping her breasts kneading them together. Circling his thumbs over her peeked nipples pulling a low moan from her lips when he pinched them just a little too hard. Slipping his hands down again he laughed softly against her throat as she moaned a protest, and he gathered the hem of her gown in his fists. Inching it up her body forcing her to lift her arms as he worked it up and off her body pushing her closer to the hot tub.

“I think Daddy just likes taking or watching me take off my clothes.” Dara laughed looking over her shoulder.

“Damn right Daddy does.” Stan said smacking her ass.

“Now get in the tub. I’ll be right back.” And he turned to head back inside but looked back from the door to watch her sink into the water.

Dara smiled softly and stepped into the warm water sinking down to her shoulders with a lustful sigh.

Stan smiled at her before walking through the door.

What did Daddy have in mind? Dara thought closing her eyes, letting the water swirl around her body. She shivered as the bubbles caressed her skin teasing her already peeked nipples into stiffer ones and raising goose bumps on her skin even though the water was warm. She opened her eyes when she heard the backdoor open again, and watched him toss a pair of his lounge pants next to her nightgown and then just stared as he turned . There was Daddy standing gloriously naked with the bottle of wine and their glasses.

“Do you like the view baby girl?” Stan teased when he saw her staring.

“Yes, Daddy I do, I love knowing I’m the one that makes you that hard.” Dara purred

“And Daddy is always hard when he thinks of his baby girl.” He winked at her as he poured the wine.

Setting the glasses aside Stan stepped into the water sinking into the hot water with a sigh of his own. Reaching out for her hand that was floating not far from him to pull her over, so she was sitting in his lap with her back against his chest. Wrapping one arm under her breasts Stan reached back for one of the glasses taking a sip before placing it at Dara’s lips for her to sip. Placing it back on the ledge as she leaned her head back against his shoulder wiggling a little against his stiff cock. Stan moaned into her throat biting down as he petted her torso, down to her hips then back up to grip her luscious tits kneading them before pinching her tightly peeked nipples. Rolling them between his fingers, sucking on her throat as she arched into his hands moaning. Dara gripped his forearms rocking her hips faster and harder against his cock, her moans turning to whimpers of need. Stan slowly released her tits sliding one hand up to grip her throat, while sliding the other down to play with her pulsing pussy.

“Put your arms at the small of your back baby girl.” Stan commanded.

Biting just below her ear, he hummed his approval when she complied. Stan squeezed his hand around her throat, not to cut off air, but in just the right place to make her feel pinned like she craved.

“Now rock your hips, let your ass slid on Daddy’s cock as your pussy fucks my fingers.” He turned her head taking her mouth in a hungry kiss as she began a slow sweet pace moving against his cock torturing him so good.

Stan broke the kiss keeping her lower lip between his teeth sucking hard before releasing it.

“Faster baby girl.” Stan commanded increasing the pressure at her throat slightly.

Dara picked up the pace loving the feel of Daddy’s cock at her ass and his fingers on her pussy pinching and flicking them as she came closer and closer to the edge, and when Daddy set his mouth on her shoulder biting down hard, she shuttered and screamed her release.

As Dara came down from her high Stan gently turned her to straddle his lap, and he thrust his hard cock deep into her still pulsing pussy. Dara yelped in surprise flailing her arms out of the water as she reached to grip his shoulders holding on with an iron grip that would leave mark on him four hours after. Dara panted hard moaning and whimpering as he worked her hips up and down fucking his cock until he paused, grinding against her clit causing her to cum again as he found his own release shooting his thick load deep inside her core. As Stan calmed, he wrapped his arms around Dara keeping her seated on his lap with his cock still buried deep inside her, and they sat there enjoying the peace and warmth of the water. After a time, Stan eased Dara from his lap settling her at his side while keeping her legs over his lap with a light hold on them to keep her from floating away. Reaching behind him Stan handed Dara one of the glasses before reaching back for the other. They sat like that for a time just relaxing in the bubbles sipping their wine.

“Well baby girl what would you like to do on this Friday night?” Stan asked stroking her calf under the water.

Dara hummed softly arching her back a bit, loving the slow stroking feeling of her Daddy’s hand.

“I’ve been wanting to watch a movie this week.” Dara said reaching out to stroke his upper arm.

“Oh, and what movie would my baby girl like to watch?” Stan asked, kissing her temple.

“The first in the librarian trilogy.” Dara said with a smile as she took the last sip of her wine.

“Oh, that is a fun one.” Stan said shifting as he set his glass aside to start helping her out of the tub.

“But daddy do we have to go now?” Dara asked looking up at Stan as he stood.

“We’ve been out here for over an hour baby girl.” Stan said holding a hand out for hers.

“Oh, I hadn’t realized.” Dara took the hand he offered.

Standing Dara let Stan help her from the tub, smiling as he dried her off before pulling her nightgown back over her head with a kiss, and he pulled his pants on before they went in to watch the movie.

When they entered the house, they walked into the living room. Stan went to set the movie up, and Dara excused herself to go do something.

Heading into their bathroom Dara cleaned up her makeup, adding a touch of shiny lip gloss, and fixing her hair so it was pinned up just right. Then headed into their closet looking at Daddy’s selection of belts. Running her fingers over them lightly feeling the leather of each one. Finally selecting one of his older brown soft leather belts Dara smiled as she folded it in half slapping it lightly against her thigh to test the sting. Shivering a little with a smile she left the room to go put her plan into action.

Stan was sitting on the couch with the TV on with the movie paused and a glass of scotch in his hand that rested on the arm of the couch. Dara silently approached him kneeling at his feet she bowed her head holding the belt up and waited for his response.

Stan looked down at his baby girl as he took a sip of his drink.

“I thought you wanted to watch the movie little one.” he said sipping again.

“I do Daddy, but…” She replied.

“But what baby girl?” he asked.

She kept her head bowed not saying a word. Stan stared at her bowed head waiting for her to speak, but she remained silent.

“You need to tell daddy what you want baby girl.” He commanded gently.

“A spanking Daddy, please.” She whispered so low he could barely hear her.

“But you’ve been such a good girl.” He said as he tucked a stay hair behind her ear.

“But good girls need spanking too, daddy.” She said finally looking up at him.

“Oh, they do, do they?” He questioned with a chuckle.

“Yes, they do.” She smiled a coy little smile.

Stan set his drink on the side table and reached out to take the belt from her hands.

“Well come on and lay across Daddy’s lap then.” He leaned back, and waited watching her.

Dara smiled a dazzling smile as she placed her hand on his thigh and stood only to lean over her daddy’s lap and wait for the spanking she asked for.

Stan smoothed his free hand over her silk covered ass before sliding it up to expose her pale white cheeks that he was going to turn a pretty pink then heated red. Watching goose bumps raise on her flesh he teased his fingers through her wet folds as she began to squirm and whimper, he slid his hand up to the small of her back holding her still as he raised the belt bringing it down with a smack.

“Yes daddy.” Dara gasped as the belt laid a strip of fire across her ass.

“No talking baby girl.” He commanded landing another blow.

He smiled when she whimpered and nodded her head against the couch, and he processed to administer her spanking. The belt landed over and over with an increase in force making his baby girl whimper louder into the couch which made his cock harder and harder. When Stan felt she had had enough he dropped the belt, helping her stand he lifted his hips to pull his pants down. With his pants around his ankles he reached for her again, pulling her to straddle his lap.

“Fuck daddy baby girl.” He commanded holding his cock up for her to take into her dripping pussy.

“Yes daddy.” She smiled and gasped as she slid all the way down, whimpering when he gripped her tender hot ass.

“Fuck me baby girl.” Stan moaned as he pushed her almost all the way off his cock before slamming her back down.

“Let me daddy.” She panted.

“Go.” He commanded releasing her to grip the couch.

Dara smiled placing her hands on his shoulders leaning in for a kiss while she started to move. Her pussy gripping his thick hard cock as she moved up and down grinding her clit against him when she slid all the way down. She quivered as she weaved her finger into his hair moving his lips to her throat.

“Bite my throat and take control Daddy.” She begged on a breathy moan.

“Hum of course baby girl.” He groaned against her throat before biting down and sucking as he gripped her ass making her gasp and grip his hair tighter.

Stan groaned against her throat again biting just a little harder as he moved her faster and faster. When he felt his balls tighten, he ground their hips together loving the pain from her iron fists in his hair as he explored deep inside her core making her screams as she came at the same time.

Stan loosened both his hands and teeth stroking her back as he felt her hands release his hair and collapse against him sighing into his throat as they both calmed down. shifting slightly, he maneuvered her so that she was cuddled up at his side. Shifting himself a bit he worked his pants all the way off before starting the movie for them to enjoy and relax. Hitting the play button he absent mindedly played with her hair as he picked up his drink, and the movie started.